by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 26, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
Mist rises from a land Wet with prosperity Vibrant green leads the way On a day full Of joy and loyalty. This is my day all the way Nothing will stop me From being that person The land, wind and rain Will make me. Mist rises and I see What I need in a land vibrant...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 22, 2013 | Affirmations, Poetry
We did not go down and see We stayed back and let it be. Fear did not reign The focus was on a tremendous time That had gone and been. Prosperity and affluence Brought down poverty with distain This was our focus. As you see When we left behind All there thats...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 19, 2012 | Poetry
Hear the wind blow Blowing goodness Health and prosperity Into the arms of the waiting Suffocating dread Hurt and disaster. Blowing, blowing Blowing fresh,...